Good is thy memory, greybeard.
"The Well at the World's End" by William Morris
When the strangers reached the camp, Greybeard took charge of Fleetfoot.
"The Later Cave-Men" by Katharine Elizabeth Dopp
The youngsters became greybeards.
"Jewish Children" by Sholem Naumovich Rabinovich
The utmost tenderness for this joyous Walsung speaks in the tones of the greybeard.
"The Wagnerian Romances" by Gertrude Hall
The greybeard with the marmoset face and leathern apron let us out at the red door: he had a history.
"In the Tail of the Peacock" by Isabel Savory
I have seen myself as a puling infant, and as a greybeard.
"Astounding Stories of Super-Science, May, 1930" by Various
An old greybeard replied.
"Legends & Romances of Brittany" by Lewis Spence
But all that Benedetto had shown was a peevish greybeard huggled up in angle-edged drapery beneath a pompion on a wooden trellis.
"Rewards and Fairies" by Rudyard Kipling
Believe me, prince, thou shouldst cashier these greybeards.
"Wilson's Tales of the Borders and of Scotland" by Various
Here we come with our little banner, eight of us all told, seven greybeards with a young standard-bearer.
"The Harvard Classics Shelf of Fiction - German" by J. W. von Goethe
Art sleeping? Wilt wake thee
Guitar tones so light?
The argus-eyed greybeard
My swift sword shall smite.
"A Serenade" by Alexander Sergeyevich Pushkin
Here I weed the garden plot,
Scare the crows from pillage;
Simmer in the sun a lot,
Talk about the tillage.
Yarn of battles I have fought,
Greybeard of the village.
"Grandad" by Robert W Service
Greybeard philosophy has sought in books
And argument this truth,
That man is greater than his pain, but you
Have learnt it in your youth.
You know the wisdom taught by Calvary
"To A Soldier In Hospital" by Winifred Mary Letts
As a boy, reserved and naughty;
As a youth, a coxcomb and haughty;
As a man, for action inclined;
As a greybeard, fickle in mind.—
Upon thy grave will people read:
This was a very man, indeed!
"Epitaph" by Johann Wolfgang von Goethe
Up at Wombat Peter Dawking
Held a meeting in the hall,
And he'd spent an hour in talking
On the far-flung Empire's Call,
When a local greybeard, rising, smote him with this verbal brick:
"Are or are yeh not in favour of the bridge across the crick?"
"The Bridge Across the Crick" by C J Dennis